“Are you in the Shower, Sara?” My Daddy asked.
“Just getting in Daddy, I’ll be out in a few minutes.”
After a quick shower I come out wearing my father’s very short robe. It was almost indecent as the tip of my flaccid clit hung a inch below the hem. I stepped out on the deck. Daddy looked at me and smiled.
“When I said you’re incorrigible, I meant it.” He said.
“I know, I can’t resist the urge to tease and show my parts,” I said with a grin.
Daddy smiled as he turned towards the grill. I sat down on a near by chair and spread my legs enough for him to have a clear view of my clit and balls.
“We really need to eat and then I wanna go to bed, you have to be tired, I know I am. Daddy suggested.
“Yeah, I’m still pretty tired too, Daddy.”
We ate discussing the day. I wondered about his job as a photographer, and why he seemed to travel so much. His relationship with Aunt Diane also raised more questions about his sexual preferences, his friends, and maybe what his photography was about.
After dinner Daddy took a shower and slid into bed naked. He turned on his side to face me. I turned to face him. placing my hand on his hairy chest, teasing his nipples.
“Daddy, can we talk for a while before we go to sleep?”
“Sure, anything in particular? He asked.
“Yeah, would you tell me more about Aunt Diane?”
Daddy just looked at me and was quiet, he was silent. I knew he was thinking of what to say.
Then I asked, “Why did you say I bring back competitive feelings for mom about Aunt Diane and Uncle Bernie and now you?”
Daddy’s eyes closed and then he turned on his back, looking up at the ceiling.
“Daddy?”
“Sara, It’s a long story.” Daddy said.
“We have time, tell me. Please. “I said.
“With Aunt Diane, it was the first time I ever stepped out of our marriage…” Daddy began.
I cut him off, “You mean cheated?”
“Yes, the first time I cheated.” He admitted.
I waited for him to continue. it seemed hard for him to talk about all of this, but I wanted to know more.
“Daddy, I’m not judging you. Mom had a history with Uncle Bernie, and she wasn’t always innocent either, I’m on your side. I just wanna know more about you, and what really turns you on.” I told him.
“Okay, Sara. Before Diane seduced me, I had already seen movies of girls with cocks and I found them exciting. I had no idea whether they wanted to be a girl, or just wanted to dress like them, I had no idea and really didn’t give a shit. I always thought of myself as straight, but they were so feminine and they had a cock, which confused my fantasy about all of it,” Daddy said, still looking up at the ceiling.
“So it turned you on Daddy? I asked as I slipped my hand over to rest on Daddy’s cock. It was hard.
Daddy moaned as I squeezed it. I moved closer and threw my thigh over Daddy’s legs. My mouth was next to his ear.
“So you like girls like me, don’t you Daddy?
Daddy nodded, still looking up at the ceiling.
Slowly I began stroking his cock. It pulsed. The head was wet and my clit was rubbing against his thigh.
“So, Aunt Diane, I hear she had a big clitty, is that right, Daddy?”
“Yes, she was very large.” Daddy said as he moaned.
“Uncle Bernie told me she was big, you know, down here,” I said, as I squeezed Daddy’s cock.
Daddy jumped and moaned. He turned his head and looked at me. I knew I had him and he would share more if I asked.
“Daddy, Did you suck Auntie Diane’s clitty?”
Daddy nodded his head. I felt his cock pulse again. The head was really wet. My hand was drenched.
“Daddy, do you like sucking girlie cock?” I asked as his cock pulsed in my hand again.
“Oooooooh, Daddy, you do!”
“Daddy, do you wanna suck your little girls clitty? Do you Daddy?”
Daddy nodded, as I threw my legs over his chest, straddling him, I laid my clitty at his lips.
“Open your mouth Daddy, take your little girls clit, will you suck my clitty Daddy!”
Daddy licked the tip and then took me in his mouth. It was amazing knowing Daddy was a cock sucker too. I rose up on my knees and thrust forward, offering him more of my cock as he grabbed my bottom. My clit slid in and out of his mouth as I held onto the headboard. I was desperate to cum and even more desperate to make it last longer. I tried with all my stamina to hold back, but Daddy took my cock all the way in his mouth, the head pushing against his throat. He held me in place as I washed his throat with cum
I rolled to the side and faced him. For a moment he wouldn’t look at me, then he turned and raised up on his elbow,
Looking down at me, he said, “Wow, that was something I’ve wanted to do since you moved in.”
After the long day, Daddy turned over and quickly fell asleep. I reviewed the day and everything we experienced. I still didn’t have all the answers I wanted from him, Aunt Diane, my mom, and what Daddy’s job as a photographer really was, but I learned more than I knew yesterday.
I woke in the morning alone in bed. His side was cold, but still held his scent. There were a few cum stains on the sheets, remnants from the previous night. I was too lazy to strip the bed, so I walked to the kitchen naked and grabbed a cup of coffee that Daddy made before he left.
On the counter was a note. It read:
Sara,
Yesterday, I’m sure was held many revelations for you. You learned more about our family, and me than you knew before. I hope your opinion of me hasn’t changed. Our worlds are not absolutes, as they are filled with contradictions and missteps that determine who we are and how we relate to each other. I hope I have not disappointed you.
My relationship with your Aunt Diane was a spontaneous event that was life changing for me and our family. Again I’m sorry it impacted your life in negative ways. Your mother and I had problems before all of this happened and It’s doubtful we would have survived as a couple in spite of the fact that we loved each other.
I’m working in my studio today, which is the room where I photographed you yesterday. If you would like to come down this afternoon and watch the photo shoot, you are welcome to join me.
Love, Your Daddy.
I read the note and re-read it. I still had so many questions, my Daddy seemed to be so many things. I loved him sucking my cock, but wasn’t it more from me being horny and needing another cum. I worried I had overstepped our boundaries and took control of him. I liked him having control, pushing me to try new things, making me more vulnerable. I loved being the slut. I realized we all have our own unique vulnerabilities and I didn’t want or need to push Daddy towards his.
I decided to be a good girl and clean the house, wash the dishes, strip the bed, and do the wash. It was a pleasure to act as Daddy’s house wife. I know Daddy would never consider me his wife, but as long as I’m staying with him, I knew contributing to our home was necessary.
I gathered the laundry and began putting the clothes in the washer. One of the items was a pair of Daddy’s briefs. I loved how looked in them and how his fat cock bulged the front. I brought them to my face, pressing them against my nose. His manly scent was strong and pungent. I felt my clit pulse. His scent was intoxicating.